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my tea tastes leafier than usual. same brand. ???
But I bet you that they could tell you soap opera plots for the last 20 years.
Dorothy: How can you talk if you haven't got a brain?
Scarecrow: I don't know... But some people without brains do an awful lot of talking... don't they?
"Idiocracy" a horror story coming true. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Idiocracy
I'm so glad I'm closer to my end than my beginning.
remember when we wanted to look up something, we had to go to a library. open a drawer of cards with dewey decimal #s. The era of the dewey decimal. librarian was a 4 year degree.
looking up newspaper articles on the microfiche machine.
the days of going to blockbuster to rent a movie. rewinding. late return fees.
the lil yellow snap in things to play 45s. cutting out the back of cereal boxes for a cardboard 45.
My record player had a drop-over spindle extender, but I don't remember ever seeing a 45 with anything other than a regular sized hole. I guess they must have existed, but I never had one.
Telephone numbers with only 4 digits.
Automobile headlight highbeam switch on the floor beside your left foot.
78 RPM records.
Cheap clock radios that started pre-buzzing a minute or so before they actually turned on.
Oily creams for your hair.
Separately purchased packs of naked razor blades for shaving.
Being able to burn your household trash in a barrel in your backyard because it was all wood or paper, no plastic.
Laundry hanging on a clothesline outdoor.
Men's pants designs that came half way up their abdomen.
Lobster Tails bigger than your plate.
That little triangular vent window in the front that was the only relief you had before air-conditioning was offered in cars.
The TV repairman.
Big cans of Charles Chips potato chips delivered to your door.
The Interstate roads being new?
"Stuckey's" gift shops in the south.
15 cent McDonald's burgers?
The coal truck dumping its load down that slide into your coal bin.
Toboggans.
That clock that never worked, in your car dash.
I hate those things... when my kids were toddlers I gave them both a bunch of empty "child-proof" bottles and asked them what they looked like that for... they both responded that the stuff inside was poison...or something to that effect, so okay... then they knew that they were not supposed to open those kind of bottles... I then told them I wanted to test the empty bottles to see if they were really made right... both of them figured all of them out fairly quick... they are twins, but one is a bit more mechanically inclined so she was slightly quicker, but none of the bottles was very child-proof... usually now I just grab the lid and twist it like a gorilla, stripping off all the stops and tabs within... it might be hard for someone with arthritis, but I do it for all of you who want to, but can't... that and I'm a fairly destructive person anyway.
...heh, it took someone from Europe to answer correctly and quickly. Perhaps my idea of retiring to Zagreb may not be a bad one after all.
..for my ibuprofen, I have separate bottle that is easy to open I keep on the night stand which I fill from one of the big 500 or 1,000 ct ones. I also have bottle and jar cap wrenches in the kitchen as well as a good sharp pair of scissors and electric can opener. Also really dislike those cans with the rounded aluminum bottoms as I usually use an old "churchkey" to pierce a a small hole in the bottom (which breaks the vacuum seal so everything comes out nice cleanly), as on those types of cans there is no edge for it to catch on.
Ice pick
...arrrrgh...don't get me started...
...roller skates with metal wheels that caught every crack in the pavement.
...real "penny candy"
...when the news was really "news".
...when for 50¢ you could go to the cinema, see a double bill Saturday matinee with two cartoons, and popcorn, a soda, and a box of Jujyfruits cost 10¢ each
...you had to ask the parents for permission to use the telephone
...there were phone booths every few blocks.
...the place to hang out after school was the corner grocery or the soda fountain at the druggists.
...city bus drivers gave change, wore a real uniform, and the buses (at least where I lived) had padded leather covered seats.
...graffiti was actually readable and at times, even made sense.
...root beer was made with real sassafras root.
...I told you don't get me started...
I just mowed the lawn or should I say the dirt patch formerly known as the lawn... front yard and back.
..oh yeah, almost forgot....
Happy Canada Day
beautiful cloth physics!!!
Planet of the Gorillas woulda been a whole different movie franchise
Heston, "paws off me, dirty gorillas"
i miss clotheslines. no laundry mats for our mommies
dont remember spindle extenders. remember i could stack 3 records on the spindle. skips on the records >.<
i'se totally confused my runtime between the daveO madlab and the artcollab lab
...yeah I remember mum hanging laundry out on nice days. We had a set of three 6' tall wooden posts with 2 x 4s horizontally between them that had hooks from which we ran clotheslines to the back wall of the house. Didn't need fabric softeners or artificial fragrances back then.
The Washing Machine was an old Speed Queen wringer washer that had to be filled from a hose attached to the utility sink faucet. Before that it was filled from a hand pump next to the sinks that lead from a large in-ground rain barrel behind the house and for hot water washing, water had to be boiled on the stove upstairs and brought down as we didn't have a water heater yet (same had to be done for baths).
During rainy weather or winter she had to hang it in the basement as we didn't have one of those new fanged dryers yet.
...yeah interesting times back then..
siiiiigh been drooling over Leo 7 Pro Bundle sale % for like 2 hours now. but he's absolutely useless in my app of choice.
uh oh watch out.
dragging out the Babs. groovy. is funny the things remembering like it was last week, not 40 years ago
woe nohs. feelin weepy nostalgias nows
blue eyeshadow. oh em geeee blue eyeshadow ... i dont have any, have to get some. and lip gloss.
I never saw a shower until I went to high school. Our house only had a bathtub. Old clawfoot cast iron bathtub.
We always had running water but one of the houses also had a still working hand pump outside the back door. It's actually still there and I believe it still works but it hasn't been serviced in about 40 years.
I remember many houses in town had a three foot stone pillar near the street with an iron ring loosely anchored into the top of it to let you tie your horse & buggy to it. A couple still exist.
I remember when there were huge old maple trees all over town. Many of them have gotten old and been removed.
It's scary when you realize that you remember that there were some trees planted when you were young and you watched them grow big and that you've outlived them.
I remember the town band playing Sousa marches at summer celebrations.
In this tiny town I remember the blacksmith shop and the train station and half a dozen other 19th century store buildings that are now replaced or turned into parking lots.
I remember the town doctor making house calls!
...here in Portland in some of the inner neighbourhoods there are still rings mounted in the curbs for tying horses off to.
We also just had a bathtub as well. though it was a little newer. One of the places I lived after I moved to Portland had an old clawfoot tub. Loved it as you could fill it up and just submerge yourself.
My former elementary school was raised and replaced with a tacky looking apartment complex. All the wood framed overpasses over the old freight railway line (which is now a freeway spur) are gone. The old Lakeside powerplant was demolished and replaced with a tacky condo complex.
In our neighbourhood it was towering Elms with their lovely canopies of leaves making for welcome shade along the street in summer Sadly all teh elms in teh city succumbed to Dutch Elm Disease. Looking at pics of the neighbourhood now it looks so "barren". Here in Portland we have a neighbourhood near by called Ladd's Addition, which has Elm lined streets. Reminds me of the old 'hood in Milwaukee where I grew up. Someday when I win the lotto I want to get a house there.
Well, I think our educational system is underfunded and over tested. But also, you can't force a student to learn. And most don't really seem like they want to learn anything. They're content to use texting "shorthand" and other colloquial expressions. I mean, for reals? (I never say that...it even looks stupid typed out!)
Dana
When you open the can, the vacuum seal is broken. There is no need to do it at the bottom.
Dana
I recently went back to visit my parents and I hadn't been back in years - and found that the town they live in still has an active Blockbuster. God bless tiny towns in the "heart of America". lol
No...instead the laundry got rained on, or if you were less lucky, the birds pooped on it!!!
Dana
I thought you were 62, not 102! We were on welfare and we had a Maytag washer. No dryer, though. And hot running water. And we lived in a cheap apartment owned by a cheap landlord.
Dana
...try to get thick chili, baked beans, tomato paste, or refried beans out of a can cleanly without a lot of scooping and scraping. Piercing the can bottom is like doing a "beer bong", everything slides out really fast and cleanly because of the sudden change in pressure Works like a charm every time (except on those rounded bottom cans I mentioned)
...yeah I misused the term vacuum.